Tomas was just beginning his infiltration run. It took a while for his informants to get him the information, but it was going to be worth it, provided he got here ahead of the Bats...
and then there's knockout gas. He makes sure his mask is in place, and shifts the spectrum on his goggles. Makes the job harder - now the alarm is sounded and he won't be able to distinguish the actual targets from the grunts... damnit. Probably that idiot bitch again.
He moves through the gas, snagging the nearest target and snapping his neck. Got to be quick and efficient to have a chance of making sure his actual targets don't get away. He's certainly not going to trust.... her to do it.
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